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Awaken the Fifth Order

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The Aethereals Duology

The Hollow Plane

The Ravaged Dark

The World of the Orphium Maere

The Consulate

The Swan (coming August 2025)

mistress

Amity Malcom

author’s note

Content Considerations

“Mistress” is a fictional story depicting wax play in a kink setting.

Please do not use this story or any other fictional piece of work as a guideline for your own consensual adult play.

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The Negotiations

Staring straight ahead,I dare not move as I hear the telltale sound of the lock disengaging from somewhere behind me in the dimly lit room. Seconds pass in silence before the lock reengages, sealing me behind the door with a woman I know only by one name.

Mistress.

Light steps carry an easy yet determined cadence as the gentleclick clack, click clackof Mistress's heeled boots bring her to stand at attention in front of where I sit on the cold, metal chair.

She scans my naked body, bared to her as instructed to do so in the briefest of messages I received from her before our meeting tonight.

“Very good,” she says, reaching between my legs to be sure I've waxed to her specifications, no trace of my usual bushy pubic hair left behind.

It's better this way, we both know as much. Still, it’s degrading and dehumanizing to have the hands of Mistress on my most sacred places without so much as a word of affirmation beyond her curt two syllables previously spoken.

To her left, a metal table large enough to hold three full-grown men sits bare. Mistress takes a clear, plastic sheet from a dresser drawer, spreading the thin material out and over the table. “Are you still comfortable with using a tarp for what we are going to create tonight, or would you prefer a softer surface?”

She stares at me, giving me permission to answer her question. “I am comfortable with the tarp, Mistress.”